I know tf2 is a game whose characters are primarily characterized by stereotypes so I'm not really faulting anyone for that, but I really can't help but notice how much tf2 fan content stereotypes Demo tf2 like he's American
In response to the Nettles-obsessed fans who somehow found their way in my inbox with a very colorful language:
“A skinny brown girl on a skinny brown dragon.”
“[…] her teeth were crooked, her nose scarred where it had once been slit for thieving. Hardly a likely paramour for a prince, one would think.”
- Fire & Blood
I definitely agree with that last sentence.
As if the Valyrian beauty-obsessed Daemon Targaryen would ever consider this girl someone fit to share his bed. Those who actually believe that need to take some personal time to read the book and understand the Rogue Prince and his preferences.
The only fit woman for this Dragon Prince is a Dragon Queen named Rhaenyra Targaryen.
I am super done with this constant obsession over a common girl named Nettles for the sole reason that she is the only canon black character of the story. These people are acting as if her being black somehow entitles her to the charming, handsome, roguish white prince who should totally leave his wife for her (even though it goes against his character). The filth called “White women are evil and their white husbands should cheat on them with black women because they are clearly better” is one of the things very wrong with society these days.
Take a spoonful of common sense and leave the political agendas out of my inbox!
Y'know... A lot of ZaDr fics have them either gradually drifting into a less contentious status quo or establishing a deeply bizarre multilayered dynamic that is nonetheless very consistent and beholden to its own rules—which works, to be clear, because slavish adherence to the rhythm of their endless 'game' is already their canon baseline.
WITH THAT BEING SAID. I think it would be very funny to depict a ZaDr dynamic in which they're like, on-again off-again nemeses. As they get older theyre gradually forced to acknowledge the true depth of their mutual attachment, but instead of actually improving themselves in any lasting way or compromising the conflicting elements into an ill-definable state of contentious codependence, they just start oscillating wildly between periods of obscenely clingy allyship and devotedly murderous enmity. There's never an in between. They'll dedicate all their energy to trying to horrifically torture each other to death, until one of them gets uncomfortably close to actually dying or an external crisis pushes them together or they just get bored—at which point, they become obnoxiously glued at the hip until one of them relapses into anxiety about their ambitions or an argument escalates past the the point of no return or they just get bored. And every time they both Really Mean It, They're Not Gonna Do This Anymore, before naturally going ahead and doing it again
Comparing the societies of Bug Fables to those of Hollow Knight's (especially their gods) is super funny actually. Like, I have issues with the worldbuilding of Bug Fables, but the society is pretty darn stable and moderatly advanced, there's some skirmishes and some magic issues here and there, but nothing too intense. Meanwhile down in Hallownest everyone lives in the shadows of behemoths and dies to their whims, but they just fuckin vibe with it because what else can you do when the very sun is angry at you? The risk is worth it for eternal kingdoms and the possibility of being blessed with strong magic, which is both heavy in the air at all times and also a major part of their technological advancement. It's like comparing a little genaric fantasy kingdom to fucking Atlantis or Olympus, which makes it deeply funny when the two worlds collide